I've made it to 41. So far, I'm still in tact. A few more wrinkles than 31, but a lot more memories. Plenty of good laughs, travel, time with friends, watching my children grow like weeds, and the expected doses of drama here and there.
At book club last night, we were talking about the…
Two days ago, our morning was a fiasco. One of my children could not get out of her own way and was almost thirty minutes late to school. I flew her into the parking lot on the broom I had parked in the corner of my kitchen, and came home to sulk and guzzle down…
After the day I had yesterday (more on that in the next post), I was in need of some retail therapy today. I often find myself drifting through the aisles at Target (pronounced Tar-jay for we fancy suburban moms) after I've had a really bad day. It's the perfect medicine when you are feeling down, save the…
Little minds can produce big thoughts, and I've learned to never underestimate the meaningful messages my children are capable of delivering.
Consider this adorable note Whitney wrote to Santa last year on Christmas Eve. This letter will serve as lasting proof for me that she had a magical childhood of believing.
I also love…
"You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now- and nothing can stand in your way!" -Jonathan Livingston Seagull, 1973.
This morning dawned glorious Vermont bluebird skies. It was perfect, save the wind chill that made the air temperature close to zero at the summit of Bromley. I'm alone in Vermont…
Not going anywhere tonight? Join the club! Never fear, hope is near! It doesn't take a lot to make the evening super without even leaving the driveway. I know my night is going to be great. My hair dresser told me today that I look like Jennifer Garner after I whined about finding my first…